Don't know what I'm doing here I'll carry on regardless Got enough money for one more beer I'll carry on regardless Good as gold but stupid as mud He
Why forbidden fruit Always looks so sweet Hanging down like devil's food From highest branch on tree Yes, woman should be satisfied Be happy with her
Water the plants, feed the cat Leave that door key under the mat I'm your number one from now on Set the code, close the door You don't live there anymore
Have fun and if you can't have fun Have someone else's fun 'Cause someone sure had mine They came in, now they're having a whale of a time You should
(M. G. Greaves) Frank loved the blue Big open skies Played an old concertina Singing loola lullabies Frank loved an angel With black Spanish eyes And
Hey church I was thinking The third world seems to be sinking Can't you all get over there And we'll have them all over here? And you can learn to catch
Your fight them on the beaches Speeches make me despair 'Cause if there's one thing we can guarantee Is you will not he there Tidying your room Making
same disguise Clean shoes, smart tie and deep blue eyes Here it is again and it makes you sick Watch the blind man walk along without a stick Heads, he was a beautiful
I was about to write a song about the fear and the doubt But my pen ran out It captured the emotions of a lover and a lout But my pen ran out So the picture
She is not woman she is not man She's got her own coat of arms and her tartan and her own clan Her clan surpasses beauty Always love and never duty A beauty
If you could pull yourself away from that mess Surely if you could pack a punch then you can pack a dress 'Cause hot on the trail of self pity is wilderness
[Incomprehensible] There's something very English about 'Forever' 'Hugs and kisses' are English too 'Forever and a day' has to be American But 'Hold
She'd given everything she could give Twenty years of kindness made her sad Kindness never made enough to live So she sold the very last thing that she
Tables turned over and curtains ripped Bottles uncollected, collected here Nothing seems to shine like these razor edges do It's a crazy little world
How long's a tear take to dry When a woman has no breeze? How long's a tear take to dry When a woman's, when a woman's on her knees? How long's a tear
With a face like a crab's bus ticket And skin like a llama's door mat He was aways gonna struggle Nature had seen to that He dreamt of those old-fashioned
Birds are singing in the trees As we rise up in a beautiful morning But I can't hear that beautiful sound 'Cause I'm permanently yawning What about the